A city of canvasI'm thinking I've been there beforeYou know something, I live in this pig pen this filthy pig pen next doorAnother pictureMy aroma, stick that nose up in the airIs that the excuse you use to ruin meI need to get you outta my wayPack your bags you punk, get the fuck outta hereNeed to get you outta my wayLove thy neighbor, love my neighborYeah right...rightYo J, drop that one downYour existence means less now that it probably ever has beforeYou've got your head up your assOut of your mouth comes nothing but sh...Should I listen, I absorbYou amuse me idiotAll bent outta shapeCause I piss on your gateI need to get you outta my wayPack your bags you punk, get the fuck outta hereNeed to get you outta my wayLove thy neighbor, love my neighborYeah right...rightAnd you don't stopAnd we won't stopThat's rightAnd you can't stopThis shit, it just won't stopLet's take it to the curb if you can stand it, put yourself in my position man - [2x]Let's take it to the curb, put yourself in my position manAhh, take it to the curb, put yourself in my position manPunk, how you wanna take it to the curbAhh, you wanna take it to the curbAhh put ya, put ya, ahh, put yourself in my position manYou don't stopGot itStinky, stinky fingerAnd you don'tAnd you don't